You know how my house is like a national treasury/museum or something, right? With the kitchen undergoing a complete overhaul, many of its things have to be teleported to the living room…
The living room looks empty because the father threw away all the sofa remember?
…to the store room…and to the corridors…
…and of course, to my bedroom.
Wait.
What was that?
It is the fooking washing machine! *slaps forehead*
You know…call me what you want. A brat. A spoilt brat. An inconsiderate bitch. Anything. But you are not the one who has assignments to finish (no completion, no money understand?), books and resources all over the house and such. I cant even get to my wardrobe to get clothes without having to climb over stuff. And the father threatens to throw my books because they are occupying too much space. He thinks those books are free and have no sentimental values to me. Fuck you, okay? I don’t throw my books away.
If you still cant understand my tantrum and pissiness, you too can fuck off.
The floor has got to go…so are the walls…the cabinet…the stove.
No home-cooked food for God knows when…no Milo…no Maggi mee.
Oh well.
Great timing.
Just when I am too broke to have meals outside.
Chee bye.
Anyway, yesterday was the final session for the Officer course. We had a lecture on counselling in the morning and after lunch, there was the short graduation ceremony at the Senior Police Officers’ Mess @ Mt Pleasant. Didn’t take a lot of pictures cause the camera phone was totally lousy and well, I was too sleepy to be trigger-happy. But the rest did, so I will put them up when I lay my hands on them. But in the meantime, here are some shots I managed to take at the SePOM’s dining hall.
As you can see, I only managed to take pictures with Hee Chuah (who was born a day after me in the same year, same hospital) , Esther (an *ahem*old*ahem* auntie at 35) and Joyce (SAF medic cum professional cheerleader). The rest were too busy eating and chit-chatting among themselves. And best, Norizan and Chun Ping weren’t even there and Tuck Hong came late.
So here are the pictures taken last week…with almost everyone in it.
Absent in the picture: Esther, Kenny
My Ah Peks and me.
Not sure when I will see these people again.
But guys, it was great fun.
We all adjourned to Novena Square where Diana treated us to ice creams, cakes, drinks and wedges (bankers…sigh..haha). Yakked about work and exchanged life stories. Quite amused cause even though most of them are at least 5 years older than me and are parents already, they are all still so young at heart and very much passionate about the Corps. Nice.
Finally parted ways at about 1700hrs and I left for town to meet Ting, Grace and Lauren. After dinner we headed back to Grace’s to catch Grey’s Anatomy. But I soon fell asleep (I had a freaking long week lah) and at about 0230hrs, the girls woke me up and Grace sent Lauren and I home. Thanks, babe.
As usual, it was hell waking up this morning for my religious class.
Jihad…jihad…
It is a jihad to wake up so early on a rest day to get to know my religion better.
6 more days to my birthday.
Bring it on. I don’t care.
P/S: One of the guys, MOE officer, said I had been cheated out of my relief teaching post. He told me I have been overloaded and manipulated. I also realised that my degree is not recognised by MOE, hence the super dirt pay I am getting. Nabei. It's not like I didnt pay to go to Aussie, you know! Not recognised, my flaming chee bye! I am getting really demoralised. Looks like my teaching may be shortlived. We'll give it till June.
P/P/S: Happy 25th birthday Kellyn! Happy 22nd birthday Wei-xiang!
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